
facing the end of love,
he sang of a land beyond the stars,
where love has more trials in store for us.
Seeing an earth divided by rivers of blood,
he dreamt of new skies
where you can spread your wings.
"All of one's life is a struggle towards that; the narrow path between freedom and belonging. I have sometimes sacrificed freedom in order to belong, but more often I have given up all hope of belonging." Jeanette Winterson
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